Bianca
& Gerhard
BUTTERFLY GARDEN
an old
bridge connects two lonesome banks
the wind
gets lost in flames
between
nettles shuffles tenderness
birdsong of
hope split summer days into two parts
I look at
the glass season with sad eyes
write my
name on the windows of your soul
full of
tears I try to wake up words to live
sighing I
try to rest in the butterfly garden
I confine
my thoughts to the moments of remembering
where the
fire of faith gives holiness
my water
flows by your existance
in the
music that beats in harmony with my heart
© Bianca &
Gerhard
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